COLD WORLD

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And you don't love me anymore
No, you don't love me anymore 33
No, you don't love me anymore
You don't talk to me anymore

Baby, you don't understand this shit, baby
I stayed out, respect my elders
Tell the truth, but never tell a lie
Before I blow and switch up on my partner

Keep selling three fives
I'm the type stand on business
Beat them fast and never hide
They the type rap, they partner life
And that shit is not fly

My Opps , they never stand on business
Can we get that understood
Fell in love with Draco, my first grip that I had on the woods
I'm not dropping names on the gram, because I keep it hood
I need another audience, this shit way deeper than the hood
Them niggas, they been talking down, I gotta see bout it
I had your hoe she waiting on me, I'm in the yo can't beef bout it
Every bar I put up in my song, I swear I be bout it
33 a, fucking star, i swear these niggas, nobody
I be a trap legend before I be a nobody
My family or my bros, or respect, bitch, I'm a blow body

It's a cold world, I can't keep my mind out of shit
It remind me that shit, it's a cold world
How the f*ck I lose my closest partner? Bitch, I think I'm going crazy
It's a cold world, then I lost it, mama
Mind never blaze, think about it on a daily
Cold world, been through all type of pain
I don't understand why they hate me
33, not a local star, bitch, I'm one of the greatest
But I heat it up, I'm cold today
I'm proud of myself, cause I step back from my old ways
They try to stunt on nobodies, I know they feeling played
Cause I'm half emotion, got my wet 11, 33 Drapes

Ho, my mama know I'm sorry, I been trapping everyday
Ho, my pastor know I'm sorry, I been sinning different ways
Ho, my grandma know I'm sorry, I can't work, I fit no plank today
They're subordinates, slaving, I'm not trying to be no slave
I'm still trapping, and I know that it's a crime
But I'm still rapping, man, this shit is just a time, gon' make it happen
How the mother and the son and shit are tragic
What the f*ck quez supposed to do
But you know I got him, he forever good, I'm on the earth
They said I'm popping out of blue, they just don't know I put in work
They just don't know the nights I cry, had to put up all my pride
They just don't know the hoes I fucked and had to tell them pick a side
They ain't feel this shit on the first tape, but this another one
Had to cut that bitch off, cause she working on the other one
F*ck with me, then you in good hands, act like my brother's son
I'm a first child, a daughter, but I know I got a have a son
I been in my feelings, partner said he tired of living
My lil' brother mind blown, tryna blame him for the killing
And I know that I'm a star, feel like I'm a walking million
You better keep your hands off, they gone protect the ticket

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